A long dragon went from the barrier to the gate, and Feng Xue sighed, "There are too many of them." "The mouth gradually became O-shaped.

"Yes! It seems that this competitiveness is not ordinarily great! Therefore, we must work hard to cultivate, and at a glance we are all people who have reached the realm of warfighters, and then we see that we are only a drop in the ocean of people in the realm of warfighters. Wind and rain said that the tone was lost word by word, and his expression returned to the frozen era.

"What you said said to my heart! Is it really the strongest of the strong, and there is a mountain and a mountain high?"

The two of them chatted like this. Before they knew it, it was the turn of the two of them.

I saw a reception elder receiving the token there, and then registering the name. The last disciple gave out a set of clothes exclusive to the disciples of Xuantian Sect, and one disciple led a group of disciples to their residence.

"Bring me the token," the elder said to the wind and snow.

Not daring to slack off, he took out the token from his chest and handed it to the elder.

The elder asked, "Name, where do you live, and age?" The elder was expressionless, as if bored with the job.

"Wind and snow, gentle city wind, 18." Feng Xue replied fluently. "You are the 9527th disciple, 9527 style your lifelong code, and the same is true of your room. Go get your uniform," the elder said, gesturing.

The next step is to get a set of clothes exclusive to the Xuantian Sect of Fengxue, white clothes.

Then the ten groups were taken by the senior brother to their own room.

Of course, female disciples are led by female senior sisters. In this way, the wind and snow and the wind and rain left like this, and decided to support each other on the way here. It doesn't seem to be possible right away.

In this way, Fengxue became an outer disciple and came to his own paradise, 9527. A simple room, a table with two shelves, a teapot around three teacups, a lifeless potted plant, and a bed with dead layers.

Despite its simplicity, the wind and snow feel very pleasant. said politely to the senior brother: "Thank you senior brother for leading the way, and please take care of one or two senior brothers in the future." "It's a little sweet in the mouth.

The senior brother didn't say anything and turned to leave, a man with three warriors was very arrogant. Is it so extravagant to even speak? Feng Xue didn't care, but said politely: "Senior brother, go slowly." ”

However, what Feng Xue didn't know was that this senior brother had never spoken since he was a child. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he's a dumb man. But dumbness can't affect talent.

Alone in the room, bored, decided to see what good things were in the storage sachets intercepted in the mountains south of Gentle City. Fengxue took out the red storage sachet from his arms.

The space inside this storage sachet is about ten square meters, and there are 200,000 gold coins stacked inside. There are also a variety of exotic flowers and plants. There is also a book of Xuan-level intermediate-level combat skills, a sword book of the Flying Immortals of the Heavens, and a book of Xuan-level intermediate-level martial arts combat power duels.

All this made Feng Xue excited, and a storage sachet alone could make many cultivators salivate. Not to mention the value of flying immortals and combat power.

If the same exposure can make Fengxue die a hundred times, it is not enough, so Fengxue decided to embroider the sachet with more colors. First, it is no longer like Liu Bu's, and secondly, it increases the beauty of the sachet.

I don't know what kind of shit Liu Bu took at that time, and he was lucky enough to get so many good treasures, but when he encountered a wind and snow, it was the end of his calculations. Dakai is that God has opened a door for you, so he will close a window for you.

Feng Xue broke out in a cold sweat, if Liu Bu had practiced these martial arts at that time, wouldn't it be me who died? It seems that he has no time to practice, or his own realm is not enough, and he is not qualified to practice such advanced exercises and combat skills. Doesn't this level of exercises and combat skills need to be cultivated in the realm of a warrior?

My good boy, fortunately it wasn't like that, otherwise I would have gone to the West Heaven to talk to the Buddha about the scriptures. I figured out the reason, and the stone in my heart fell to the ground.

After half an hour's work, a red sachet seemed to have six more colors, which was very beautiful. Not only is the color beautiful, but the fragrance is also refreshing. Can so many exotic herbs not be fragrant?

The wind and snow personally gave the name, colorful sachets, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.

Wearing the robe of Xuantian Sect, he looked even more immortal. Then hang the baby colorful sachet on the waist for internal testing, and people outside can't see it. I am very satisfied with the current outfit.

Instead of being busy practicing new exercises and combat techniques, I decided to review the original things first. Lao Kong's disciples said that if they don't review the original basic knowledge in reading, how can they learn new knowledge well.

Practicing the Dharma is the same as reading, there is no question, there is no doubt.

I started from the Ice Heart Technique until I finished practicing the Cohesion Decision. After going through the cycle of combat power over and over again, I saw that the source of combat power was slowly shrinking, but in fact, the density was increasing. In this way, the volume of the source of combat power has doubled.

The amount of combat power that can be carried has also doubled, and the source of combat power currently carries only half of the combat power. The source of combat power is a spherical multicolored sphere. Feng Xue saw that the sphere in his dantian was half transparent and half colored.

The wind and snow did not hesitate, and the path of cultivation requires perseverance. The so-called learning is like sailing against the current, and the true meaning of not advancing or retreating is vividly exerted in Fengxue.

Time always passes quickly, and the sunrise in the east slowly rises.

Feng Xue opened his eyes, and felt instantly full of physical strength, more than twice as relaxed as before.

After a night of repeating the cycle of combat power, the source of combat power was filled little by little, until the transparent half of the ball was filled. Thus breaking through the restrictions and reaching the double of warriors.

There's no denying that there's some excitement in the snow, but it's only for a moment. Because I deeply remember that there was a long dragon cultivator yesterday who didn't have some talent, and there were many people who could quickly cultivate into a warrior double.

Feng Xue was right, among the many disciples, the best is not a star. In addition, this is a place where heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, so he can improve so quickly.

However, the current strength is definitely not comparable to that of the Warrior Yizhong, and there are not many people with talent in Xuantian Sect.

Forget about it, don't think about it so much, since the power of battle has been improved again, and the combat skills can't be left behind, it's better to practice the Fuhu Fist and the Seven Ways Whirlwind Leg first.

Plop, plop, the sound of a knock on the door came. "Who! early in the morning. Fengxue asked lazily.

"Senior brother, I'm He Qian, who lives next door to you. He Qian replied.

A strong man with a height of nine meters, he looks a little dark, but his temperament is upright.

"Dare to ask Senior Brother what is the matter when he knocks on the door?" Feng Xue said in this crepe tone.

"You're neighbors, let's take a picture. By the way, let's go to the morning meeting. He Qian replied rudely.

"Okay, you wait a minute. I'll be out right away. A front flip jumped off the bed, it seems that it is impossible to practice combat skills for the time being, so it is better to go to the morning meeting first.

Poof, opened the door. Seeing the rough man at the door, there is a feeling of sympathy, and being friends should be first-class. And in terms of appearance, I am completely deposited, of course I don't need to be deposited.

"Brother He, since you're going to the morning meeting, let's go" Feng Xue always likes to go straight to the point with people who are closer, and walks towards the corridor after speaking.

"I don't know my brother's name yet?" It seems that people with developed limbs are really simple-minded, and they don't know their names after chatting for a while?

Passing through the corridors, passing through the pavilions carved with dragons and phoenixes, I came to a huge square. The square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, is really big enough and magnificent. The mansions of the Feng family are not the same, and they are not comparable at all.

The analogy of the dragon and the ant is the most appropriate.

There are also a lot of people standing on a high platform, it is obvious that it is a group of outer door elders, and the worst of each outer gate elder is also the realm of a war master.

There is no one in his own sect to hide his realm and strength, so there should be no need for that.

However, for these tens of thousands of outer disciples, the coercion given to them by the hundreds of war masters in front of them was already great enough. Just as everyone was immersed in a world of surprise, something even more surprising happened.

The sudden glimpse attracted countless eyeballs, and a blue light fell from the sky. It was like a popular fall, and the next moment there was an incomparably majestic figure on the high platform, yes, this person was Li Manjun, the sect master of Xuantian Sect.

Dressed in blue, he was in the prime of life, and the coercion of the ninth layer of the War Monarch Realm drifted in all directions. The disciples who were closest to each other were a little dizzy, and it was difficult for them to stand firm when they were staggering.

Li Manjun saw the momentum and reined in his momentum, and the disciples around him felt fresh air again, as if they had been reborn.

Hundreds of outer gate elders bowed in a formal manner, and said in unison: "I've seen the sect master." “

Li Manjun was very polite: "Elders don't have to be polite. “

Seeing the situation, all the outer disciples also bowed: "Meet the sect master." “

Li Manjun looked at all the disciples: "You are all the hope of my Xuantian Sect in the future, so you don't need to be polite." I am here today to welcome the arrival of new disciples, and I hope you will make good use of the future. “

In the face of tens of thousands of people, being able to transmit the voice to all the disciples is enough to see how strong the battle power is. What if in the 21st century, a principal would have to rely on a microphone to speak to hundreds of students? Is there a comparison?

And usually the principal says that I will talk about a few words below, and it usually takes half an hour.

And this sect master is just the opposite, after a few sentences. In the blink of an eye, it was gone, and only the elders looked at each other. Normally, it is not easy for them to see the sect master, and it is very short to see them today.

Li Manjun's appearance is undoubtedly a reassuring pill for all the outer disciples and makes all the disciples work harder. When you see the unparalleled strength of the battle king, you will have goals and motivation.

In the end, the hope of becoming the Xuantian Sect is actually really slim, otherwise anyone can become the sect master of the Xuantian Sect. Of course, only the best will stand out.

However, this method still worked, and this is not one of them. It used to feel like it was far away, but now it seems like it's right in front of you, and it's just a matter of seeing if you can catch it.

One of the leading elders said to the disciples, "Disband!" “

After saying that, the disciples left slowly, it would be as simple as that, just so fast. Usually there is no such morning meeting.

It has always been practiced by the master to lead the cultivation of individuals in the individual.

Feng Xue, who returned to his room to rest for a while, decided to find an empty treasure place to practice his combat skills.